Sheilds/Walls, by jeanimoo |
The walls are high the shields are thick won't now arrow get through this brick. but, I was wrong for on the day I found out that you really did want me, it crumbled right before my very eyes. Amazing how you still get to me even after all this time... |
Posted: 2005-10-02 03:45:10 UTC |
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